24Chapter 5
Kairosclerosis:
n. the moment you realize that you're currently happy and consciously trying to savor the feeling, which prompts your intellect to identify it and pick it apart.
Kagome was still a little tipsy.
Surely, that's the reason tears sting the backs of her eyes.
She shed her stupid Halloween costume, cursing Miroku as she kicked the cpile of faux-leather and crumpled velvet into a corner. She stood in front of her mirror, wearing only the pretty black underwear she'd splurged on, flushed and feeling foolish. Her panties were still damp, the thin fabric cold and uncomfortable against her. She tried not to remember warm fingers pressing into her. The fire low in her belly had been banked, but it was still there, making her restless. She shimmied out of her underwear and bra.
Kagome ran an extra-hot shower. She used the expensive shampoo and conditioner she'd gotten for her birthday, the kind that smelled like gardenias and made her hair extra soft and glossy. Kagome took in deep, deep breaths of steam as she exfoliated and shaved. She took her time, pampering her outside, in an effort to tend to her inside-hurt.
She ran her hands over her body, following the same path that Inuyasha had in the car. But it wasn't the same.
Not even close.
Kagome turned the shower off and dried off with a clean, fluffy towel. She moisturized her face, then her body. Next, she brushed out her hair and then dried it with the blow dryer. She took her time, drying each section with painstaking care, wondering all the while if Inuyasha was in fact next door getting back together with his beautiful girlfriend.
By the time she was done, she had blocked out any thoughts of what may be happening on the other side of the wall, but she felt dizzy and overheated. Kagome shrugged into her bathrobe and stepped out of the bathroom, releasing a cloud of steam. Intent on a glass of ice-water, she almost missed the man in her living room, and bit back a scream.
Inuyasha lounged on her couch, hands crossed behind his head.
"You left your door unlocked."
Kagome clutched her hands to her chest.
"You almost gave me a heart attack."
"Sorry," Inuyasha leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees, not quite meeting her gaze.
"You didn't have to do that, you know."
"Do what?" Kagome asked.
"Leave like that. Pretend like I was just giving you a ride home."
Kagome crossed her arms over her chest.
"I didn't want to make things awkward for you. Especially if there was a chance for…reconciliation."
Inuyasha snorted.
"Kikyo and I aren't reconciling."
"Oh," Kagome said softly, watching his face closely. To most people, Inuyasha probably looked relaxed, even aloof, but she recognized something in his eyes; the look of someone pretending like they aren't in pain.
It made her heart ache. Kagome bought herself a moment to digest his presence, grabbing a cup and filling it with water from the faucet. The ice in the glass tinkled, giving away how badly her hands were shaking. Kagome put the glass in the sink and padded over to the couch, standing over her silent neighbor. She ran cautious fingers through his silver hair, gently slicking his bangs away from his forehead. For a moment he looked at her, eyes wide and vulnerable. Kagome blinked and the look was gone. The corners of his mouth tilted up in a wry smile.
"Do you always take so long in the bath? I almost knocked on the door just to make sure you were still alive."
"When I'm sad."
Inuyasha looked lost for a moment. "You're sad?"
"I was. When I thought you were having wild make-up sex with your gorgeous girlfriend on the other side of my wall."
A startled bark of laughter escaped before Inuyasha could help it.
Kagome felt her heart skip. Inuyasha's smile, his genuine smile, was unfairly sexy.
"You've got quite the imagination."
"It's kind of a problem."
"I bet," he murmured, hands on the belt of her soft waffle-knit robe. He tugged her closer without untying the bow, until she was next to him on the couch.
"Can we just pretend like it never happened? Like Kikyo never showed up?"
"What did she want?"
Kagome couldn't help it. She wanted to know.
Inuyasha sighed, leaning into her.
"To talk, I guess. I don't know."
"You didn't want to?"
"No," he glared, and even though it's not directed at her, Kagome shivered. She reached up, cupping his face with both hands, thumbs tracing lines across his cheekbones.
"I have a problem," she whispered.
His eyes locked on her, and she almost quailed under the intensity.
"What?" He asked in a low, serious tone.
"There's a very loud part of my brain that just wants you to rip off this robe and fuck me silly."
Inuyasha's eyebrows rose towards his hairline.
"How is that a problem?"
"Let me finish," Kagome admonished.
"I intend to."
Kagome giggled, swatting his shoulder. "Seriously."
Inuyasha sighed, throwing his arm over the back of the couch.
"What's the problem, Kagome?"
"I actually really like you. And you're clearly going through this big, life altering breakup. I just don't want you to regret anything that happens between us…"
Kagome trailed off, biting her lower lip.
Inuyasha caught her chin, gently tilting her face so that she had to look at him.
"And?" he prompted.
"And," Kagome continued, "I don't want to be a rebound."
Kagome looked up shyly through her lashes.
"This wouldn't be just a one-time thing, would it?"
"No."
"No?" Kagome echoed, nervous laughter bubbling up. "Just, no? That easy?"
In answer, Inuyasha closed the space between them, lips slanting across her own. Kagome sank into the kiss, lost to the gentle pressure of his mouth. She felt a barely restrained urgency in his movements, like he was being careful not to move too fast. It gave Kagome a little boost of confidence, and she was the one who deepened the kiss.
The car ride felt like a lifetime ago, but she's still suffering from the side effects of deferred desire. She moved quickly, before she could change her mind, straddling his lap. She twined her hands in fine silver hair, fingernails scraping lightly against his scalp. Inuyasha made a quiet sound from deep in his chest, which Kagome took as a good sign.
Feeling brave, she gave in to her body, making small movements with her hips, grinding herself against his hardening length. The friction made her sigh with relief, but Inuyasha looked like he was in agony.
Kagome slowed her movements, glancing down at her neighbor's jeans. "Wanna' take those off before you pop a button?"
Golden eyes flashed, the only warning Kagome had before he fisted his hands in her hair, pulling just hard enough to hurt. He took over the kiss, claiming her mouth, tongue exploring freely. He let go of her hair, hands gripping her ass. Inuyasha stood, without breaking their kiss, and moved smoothly over to the bed. He dropped her on the mattress somewhat unceremoniously, on her back, and began to strip.
Kagome pushed herself up on her elbows, eagerly watching as Inuyasha's clothes dropped to the floor. She'd seen him almost naked before, but this was different. It was intimate and heady as he looked down at her in a way that made her breathing hitch.
She'd almost forgotten how fit he was, broad shoulders, strong arms, narrow waist, all lean muscle and golden skin. He unbuckled his belt and Kagome watched with keen interest as his jeans slid down over his hips. His arousal was evident, even before he let his pants fall to the floor. When his boxers followed shortly after, Kagome's mouth opened in a small 'o'.
He was so hard it almost looked painful, and Kagome felt a little fission of concern race up her spine, wondering how in the world he was supposed to fit inside her.
But then he covered her body with his, working the knot in her robe loose. Kagome was relatively comfortable with her body, but she felt shy as he pulled her robe open. She was completely naked underneath, but the way he looked at her made her feel powerful. Kagome leaned up, nose brushing against his, allowing him to push the robe off her shoulders, down her arms.
The feeling of skin on skin was glorious, and Inuyasha wasted no time mapping her body with his tongue. He found all the places that made her squirm. Behind her ear, the hollow of her throat, her hips, the inside of her thigh, the backs of her knees. He lavished special attention to her breasts, teasing her nipples into hard peaks with tongue and teeth.
Kagome drifted, caught up in a riptide of desire, lazily exploring his body, caressing velvet-soft skin over hard muscle. Her fingers tripped over the cold, smooth beads around his neck.
"Can you take this off?" she whispered.
His whole body froze, and he pulled away to meet her gaze.
"Are you sure you want me to?"
"Yes," she said, pressing another kiss to his mouth.
Wordlessly, he unlatched the beads, tossing them in the general direction of his clothes. He'd settled between her thighs, erection pressed against her belly. Kagome wrapped her legs around him, hips snapping into his, desperate for friction. He smiled into the side of her neck, reaching down to tease her entrance.
"Fuck, you're wet," he groaned into her skin.
It's your voice, Kagome wanted to say. Or your scent, or the way you move, or maybe the way you say my name.
She wasn't sure exactly what it was, but Kagome knew she'd never felt attraction like this. He'd almost made her cum in the car, just by saying good girl in his growly-raspy bedroom voice; so Inuyasha's hands and mouth actually on her felt unreal. Kagome wasn't surprised to feel the slow, warm churn of an orgasm starting. She closed her eyes, focusing on his fingers, on the feel of skin gliding on skin, and let it flow through her. It started soft, barely there at first, but then the feeling crested like a wave. Kagome gasped a little. She thinks she even murmured Inuyasha's name, but she's suddenly feeling drunk, and can't be sure.
When she opened her eyes again, Inuyasha's face was close to hers, golden eyes snapping fire. A very satisfied look had settled over his features, something distinctly male and prideful.
"I think we can do better than that," he said, kissing her, rearranging the length of his body until Kagome felt him pressing against her core.
There was a peculiar pressure and Kagome gripped at his shoulders, alarmed.
"Easy, baby, you're so tense."
Kagome wondered why it was so sexy when he called her baby and tried to relax her body. He shifted some of his weight off her, kissing the side of her throat.
"Do you want me to stop?"
"No," Kagome said quickly. "Please don't stop. Just go slow." She wrapped her legs around him, heels pressing into the small of his back.
Call me baby again, she wanted to say, but she doesn't.
Kagome sucked in a breath when he entered her. There's a burning, stretching sensation, and for a moment Kagome thought she was right - he isn't going to fit - but then he somehow does.
"Goddamn," he hissed, doing his best to follow her go slow orders.
Kagome almost asked if everything was okay, but he let out a shuddering breath.
"Fuck, baby, you feel so good."
Kagome rewarded his praise with a low moan and a rush of warm wetness between her thighs. She's moving against him, desperately trying to relieve the new ache in her belly. Now that her body language was matching her words, Inuyasha stopped holding back, setting a new pace that had headboard clattering against the wall. It's so much better than he'd even imagined, and he'd imagined plenty. But his imagination had failed him. The reality of Kagome's fingernails digging into him, pulling him closer as she moaned his name, the tight wet heat of her, is almost more than he can take.
Inuyasha pressed a searing kiss to her mouth.
"Kagome."
He nipped her bottom lip with his teeth and her eyes flickered open.
"Hey, try to keep your eyes open, okay?"
"Okay," Kagome agreed breathlessly. But it was hard. Partly because the pleasure made her want to squeeze her eyes closed, partly because it was incredibly intimate to stare into his eyes while he was inside of her.
His lambent gaze was intense, but Kagome realized she was missing so much by keeping her eyes closed. His body for one thing, glowing and sweat-slicked from exertion. Kagome wasn't sure if his eyes were just sexy or if it was the way he was watching her, or both. Inuyasha grit his teeth, changing his pace again.
"I'm getting close, honey, tell me what you need?"
"What...I...need?" Kagome panted, confusion creasing her brow.
"Tell me what you like."
Kagome blushed and wanted to laugh at the irony.
"Um," Kagome bit at her lower lip. "Your voice...I like it when you talk?"
Inuyasha looked faintly surprised for a split second, before he stole her lip, sucking and biting and kissing.
"Remember when you knocked on my door?" His mouth was by her ear, his voice a low rumble.
"You were mad about the music. You had on this tight little tee-shirt, practically see-through, no bra, eyes spitting fire."
"I remember," Kagome said.
"I couldn't sleep for days without thinking about the color of your nipples. You had me so fucked up."
"Really?"
"I dreamed about fucking you on my couch for a week. You on top just so I could watch your tits move."
His stream of words, the honest desire laced through them, untied something in Kagome.
"I had to fucking lie to myself. Had to pretend like I didn't want to bend my sexy little neighbor over my kitchen counter and take her from behind."
"Inuyasha," her sigh was an unspoken plea. His grip on her tightened, the angle of his thrusts changed just a little. Kagome couldn't help it, her eyes closed as the first wave of pleasure hit her.
"Had to pretend like I never thought about your smart little mouth wrapped around my cock."
Kagome made a sound she'd never made before, half shout, half moan.
"That's right, baby. Be a good girl and cum for me."
Her climax made every other orgasm in her life look like a joke. Kagome cried out, clinging to her lover, letting the sensations ride out. Apparently, he'd been holding back for her sake, because his pace changed and he absolutely slammed into her, pinning her down as he finished into her.
So that's what all the fuss is about, Kagome thought as they lay twined together, sweat cooling on their bodies.
Inuyasha moved slowly, planting soft open mouth kisses along her neck and shoulder.
"Be right back."
"Okay," Kagome said without opening her eyes. She listened to him move towards the bathroom and thought about following, but she felt too sore and blissed out to move.
Inuyasha cleaned up quickly, brows creasing when he noticed a smear of blood on his dick and inner thighs. He settled back into Kagome's bed, curving his body around hers. He kissed her earlobe.
"I didn't hurt you, did I?"
"Hmm...what? No, I'm good." Kagome smiled at him sleepily.
"I noticed a little bit of blood."
"That's pretty normal for the first time, isn't it?"
Inuyasha felt his brain short circuit.
"First time?"
"Yeah," Kagome nuzzled his shoulder, arching towards his warmth. God, he felt good pressed so close against her. Maybe round two was in order?
"Kagome," he hissed, horrified. He sat up in bed.
Kagome blinked her eyes open. "What?"
"That was your first time ever having sex?"
"I mean, yeah, technically. I fooled around a little with my boyfriend in high school. But we broke up after graduation, and I've just been kind of too busy to date around."
"What do you mean by fool around?"
Kagome giggled.
"I'm serious. Tell me."
"Just some heavy petting, making out, with my bra on or off."
"Fucking hell, Kagome."
Kagome sat up too, not bothering to cover up.
"Are you upset right now?"
"Yes!"
Kagome laughed. "Why?"
"Because you're supposed to fucking tell somebody you're a virgin?"
"Why?"
"Because," he growled. "I woulda' done things...different."
Kagome scooted closer to him. "Different how?"
"I don't know. Don't girls want their first time to be special? I would have taken you out on a real date, taken things slower."
She batted her lashes, smiling sweetly. "I think it was plenty special."
She leaned over and licked his bottom lip.
"Kagome," he glared half-heartedly.
"Take me on a date tomorrow," she shrugged.
"Are you sure I didn't hurt you? Fuck, I could have held back a little."
Kagome moved closer until she was straddling his lap.
"I'm good. Great, even."
Inuyasha was trying to keep his eyes on her face, but there was a lot of creamy skin on display and her tits kept brushing against his chest.
"You're sure?"
"Mmm..." she hummed against his lips.
"Kagome..."
"I want you," she admitted softly, and she felt his cock twitch against her hip in reply. He groaned deep in his throat.
"Come on. All my peers have been having sex for years. I have a lot of catching up to do."
Inuyasha moved so quickly she barely had time to register the fact he was on her, kissing her deeply. It was different this time, slower, more intentional. Almost sweet. Alarm bells went off in Kagome's head. She already liked Inuyasha, probably too much, and if she let him continue to tenderly make love to her, she'd probably outright fall in love with him. Self-preservation kicked in.
Inuyasha was stronger than her, but he let her switch their positions, so that she was on top. It gave her a little more control.
She shook out her long hair, leaning into the fantasy Inuyasha had shared. She wasn't into the fake-porno-over-the-top moves, but she did put on a little bit of a show, riding him hard enough to make her breasts bounce with each downstroke. She was sore and it hurt a little, but she ignored any discomfort, and soon the pleasure bypassed it all together.
Inuyasha was holding her hips hard enough to leave marks, rolling his hips, stealing away the guise of control she'd thought she'd had. She gripped the headboard to steady herself, meeting his thrusts. His thumb pressed against her clit as he fucked into her, and Kagome felt herself unravel. She was aware enough to watch his face as he came, savoring the moment, but she slumped over the second he was done, and Inuyasha had to carry her to the shower to clean up.
"Don't get my hair wet," she whined. "I gave myself a blowout."
He adjusted the shower head, whipping around to look at her. "You gave yourself a what?"
"A blow out," she giggled. "With my hair dryer."
"You were in here a long time."
"Perv," she joked.
He gave her wet, soapy body a hard, lingering look. "Maybe I am."
Kagome risked getting her hair wet to dart forward, surprising him with a sweet kiss.
They showered quickly and dried off.
"I'm too tired to get dressed," Kagome complained, crawling into her bed, fully naked.
Inuyasha dug around in her dresser.
"Here," he tugged a long tee-shirt over her head. "Put this on if you actually want to sleep tonight."
"You're staying?" Kagome tried to sound super casual, and almost succeeded.
Inuyasha climbed into bed, pulling her against him. He gave her a dry look.
"Yes, I'm staying."
"Okay. Good."
Kagome snuggled into him, enjoying the weight and warmth of his arms around her.
"Did you really mean what you said, earlier?"
"About what?"
"Thinking about me that way, when we first met. I kind of thought you hated me at first."
"Mmm," Inuyasha hummed affirmatively. "Yeah. I tried not to think about it. And you were kind of annoying at first." He caught Kagome's half-hearted slap, lacing their fingers together.
"When I changed your lock and it made you cry...the way I felt then...I knew I was fucked."
Kagome cuddled closer, giggling against his throat. "And now look at us."
"Go to sleep," he ran his hand down her spine and back up to play with her hair. "You can barely keep your eyes open."
"Okay," Kagome agreed easily. There was a lot to say, but it could wait until tomorrow.
Kagome was asleep in record time.
Inuyasha stayed awake for a long time, watching the girl in his arms.
There was a feeling in his chest, some unnamed emotion that glimmered like sunlight off water, something suspiciously like happiness.
Eventually, Inuyasha nodded off and they both slept deeply until late morning, when someone started knocking on Kagome's front door.
A/N:
Covid finally got me, guys.
But I'm back now and (almost) back to normal.
It's been a while since I wrote something spicy. Hope it was worth the wait! I should really wait and edit this, but I'm just gonna' go ahead and post it and hope for the best. Guess Kagome has a praise kink? Who knew?